These guys looked like scholarly young masters. They didn't know why they were following Meng Yuanqing, but they were definitely no good at drinking. Today they were going to stand up for their boss, so that Meng Yuanqing wouldn't bully him if he had no one to back him up.

"This..." The two leaders, who looked like scholarly young masters in the eyes of the second brother, exchanged glances and agreed with smiles. "Alright, since you are so kind, we will gladly accept your offer."

As for the fact that the second and third brothers were completely drunk, while the others were not drunk at all, that's a matter for later.

Upon entering the Meng residence, the fake prince was already waiting. As the 'matchmaker,' the fake prince watched the bride and groom enter with a smile and personally officiated at their wedding.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Bowing to the parents twice!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

"The ceremony is complete; escort them to the bridal chamber!"

Yu Honghua was escorted into the bridal chamber by the women, while Qiao Qiu was dragged out to drink by a group of men.

To express their gratitude for Qiao Qiu's marriage, all the men in Nanyang gave him very little alcohol, but thoughtfully provided him with plenty of food, fearing he wouldn't have the energy to deal with his bride that night.

Murong Wenfeng chuckled loudly beside Qiao Qiu, "Yuanqing, you've done a good deed. Once you're married, no girl in Nanyang will have anyone to think about. You can imagine that starting tomorrow, many people in Nanyang will get married one after another."

Qiao Qiu glanced at him and said, "Do you think there's no one else but me?" After that, she gave Murong Wenfeng a meaningful look and walked towards the bridal chamber.

Tremble, single people!

Kneel down, you bachelor!

Murong Wenfeng didn't understand what Qiao Qiu meant by that glance.

However, after his friend entered the bridal chamber, quite a few young men came to toast him.

Despite seeing the other person's smiling face, for some reason, Murong Wenfeng felt a chill run down his spine.

Young master: Damn it, we finally got rid of one plague god who spread 'plague' to women, but we almost forgot there's another one here!

Qiao Qiu entered the bridal chamber. There was no one else in the room. The bride was sitting on the edge of the bed. She had changed her clothes to a red veil over a bodice. Although she was covered by a veil, she was still very alluring.

Qiao Qiu, seeing this with envy, went over and lifted the red veil off her head.

Meeting those eyes that seemed to have transformed her, Qiao Qiu felt a slight warmth in her heart, as if she had grown closer to them.

The two drank the nuptial wine, and Yu Honghua helped her change out of her wedding dress and let her take a bath behind the screen, while she herself drank two more cups of wine.

Qiao Qiu quickly took a shower, put on a thin red dress, and came out.

Yu Honghua was already lying in bed waiting for her.

Seeing her come out, he lifted the bedding a little, "Husband, come in."

Qiao Qiu went inside without hesitation. It wasn't cold today, and even without using her internal energy to protect herself, she wouldn't feel particularly cold.

However, feeling the warmth inside the bed, Qiao Qiu still felt satisfied.

Yu Honghua stretched out her fair hand and wrapped it around Qiao Qiu's neck. She gently pressed her hand against Qiao Qiu's chest, then breathed into her ear, "Husband... Qiu'er."

Just as he was getting carried away and about to do something, he heard this name, paused for a moment, and all passion vanished. He looked at her blankly and asked, "What did you call me?"

"Qiu'er, Qiu'er, Qiu'er..." Yu Honghua kissed her lips, still repeatedly calling her name. This was to tell her that she remembered everything.

Qiao Qiu quickly became immersed in the pleasure that the safflower gave her, and her thoughts became muddled.

The next morning, when Qiao Qiu woke up feeling refreshed, his subordinates reported to him that Murong Wenfeng had been drunk to the point of unconsciousness in the early hours of the morning and had been carried back to the Murong residence.

Qiao Qiu clicked her tongue. Murong Wenfeng had once boasted to Dongfang Wuche that he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but he passed out after just one night.

Subordinate: We've been drinking since yesterday afternoon until this morning, it must have been more than a thousand cups...

Qiao Qiu glanced at Yu Honghua beside her, her feelings a bit complicated. This morning, when she asked her what her gender was, Yu Honghua gave her a strange look and then angrily replied, "My husband has been sharing a bed with me for so long, and you still can't tell whether I'm a man or a woman?"

Qiao Qiu immediately sensed something was wrong, and then asked Yu Honghua if she remembered Qiao Qiu.

Yu Honghua became wary and asked her in return, "Who is Qiao Qiu?"

Seeing this, what else could Qiao Qiu not understand? Yu Honghua probably only remembers what happened between them at night, so let's ask her again later.

When asked about Yu Honghua's question, Qiao Qiu only said that she heard it from her that evening.

Yu Honghua looked at her suspiciously, "Is that really so? Why don't I remember anything about it?"

"How do you remember what you said in your sleep?" Qiao Qiu asked.

Yu Honghua still believed in Qiao Qiu because her sixth sense told her that Qiao Qiu was not lying to her.

Evening Jade Red Flower: Your sixth sense is me, are you surprised?

During the day, Qiao Qiu and Yu Honghua spent the whole day touring their own mansion. Yu Honghua was very excited and occasionally let out a surprised sound.

Qiao Qiu felt like she was being scratched by a cat, eagerly waiting to ask Yu Honghua what exactly had happened that evening.

By the afternoon, Yu Honghua had walked to the pavilion under the willow tree on the lake and refused to leave.

Qiao Qiu hugged her from behind, "What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking about? You seem so absent-minded today," Yu Honghua asked unhappily.

Qiao Qiu sighed, "Madam, you're seducing me, do you know that?"

Yu Honghua blushed slightly. "Don't talk nonsense?"

"When did I say anything wrong? We've been married for over a month, and I've spent more time by your side than apart. I miss you. Don't you miss me too? I've been in Nanyang these past two days, but because of the wedding, I've held back from going to see you." Qiao Qiu's hot breath brushed against Yu Honghua's delicate, fair neck. "Last night was only one night; how could that fully satisfy me?"

Yu Honghua blushed to her neck, "You're being indecent."

Qiao Qiu smiled slightly, and with a blink, her sparse and long eyelashes brushed against Yu Honghua's cheek. This moment seemed to sweep into Yu Honghua's heart, sending a tingling sensation up from the soles of her feet to her heart, causing her to throb.

Yu Honghua's body went limp as she leaned against Qiao Qiu's chest, barely able to stand.

Qiao Qiu chuckled softly, her voice deep and magnetic, extremely alluring, "Hasn't Madam noticed that all the servants in the manor are absent today?"

Yu Honghua's eyes widened; only then did she realize why things felt so out of place in the mansion...

She initially thought the servants had simply avoided them to prevent them from being disturbed, but she overlooked the fact that the entire mansion was completely silent.

“I gave them a three-day holiday so they wouldn’t bother us…” Qiao Qiu said, as she unbuttoned her clothes.

“Husband…” Yu Honghua pressed down on her hand, but her own breathing was already unsteady.